Ah this journey!
Songs I have sung
in dreams of desires
Of forms cherished
in search of a mate.
Am I Love in search of Love?
My soul mate!
Where ever you are!
I am with you forever.
Much Love
Jim Atwell
Editor’s note: Minor edits were made in the original. Thank you Jim!
A few months ago, a friend of mine suggested I see an animated movie called Sita Sings The Blues — he even went so far as to bring a Netflix DVD over and leave it in the temple where I live. “Just send it back once you’ve seen it,” he told me.
To be honest, I didn’t feel very attracted to watch the movie. My friend had mumbled something about, “It’s really great, it’s the Ramayana with 1920s blues songs… and all the characters from the epic tale are there..!” and somehow the description sounded lame, over all, so I passed on it.
I think we sent the DVD back to Netflix, unseen.
A scene from Sita Sings The Blues
Fish breathe water
And birds breathe air.
Perhaps a whiff of the Divine would suite your taste.
I am sure it would take your breath away.
Have you learned to breathe the fire of creation?
It is really quite Divine.
Hot air is not just for politicians and dragons.
Much Love
Jim Atwell
Ah Love, you illusive shape shifter.
You are my nothing and my all.
Your dance of form intoxicates me
I drink in your dreams and
I am drunk with your passions.
Much Love
Jim Atwell
I thought God had a secret hiding place
until I opened my heart and found Love.
Now we have no place to be alone.
Much love
Jim Atwell
Your beauty is One beauty
it is not male or female
it is sexless, like love
Your wisdom is One wisdom
it is not simple or complex
it is thoughtless, like being
Your truth is One truth
it is not true or false
it is mindless, like heart
Your form is One form
it is not beginning or ending
it is infinite, like God
Your life is One life
it is not separate or individual
it is everywhere, like nature
Your ego is One ego
it is not mine or yours
it is the Divine, like everything
In the cave of my loins sleeps a quiet dragon.
Slowly she awakens; with a little prodding from myself I must admit. Continue reading
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In my early years, in life and in spiritual searching, my primary motivation in life was to be loved; there seemed to be such a lack of love, cumulatively, in my own experience, everywhere I turned. (Extreme heartbreak, depression, loss, family trauma and other factors had all contributed to this perception.) Continue reading
it’s simple,
this voice learning to hear itself Continue reading
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